For me, I’ve got no one but myself to blame for the moss that has essentially become my backyard lawn. Or for so many this time of Year, even signing up at the last minute with the Tea Party won’t reschedule Tax Day (for those just waking from a coma, it’s Thursday). Sure, you can also blame someone else for the fact that one week into the Mariners new season and people are already wondering what went wrong this time. But eventually you’ll realize like any good sports fan – it’s all my fault.

Same goes for this blog. “North” Seattle? Seriously? When we got together a few writers in January to put some sort of schedule up and write about our neighborhoods that we believed don’t get much coverage in the larger consideration of a vibrant, interesting City, we signed on to write about Northeast Seattle. Then we were told that the PI’s editors decided that “North Seattle” was better for our “SEO”. None of us really questioned that, even when the acronym was explained to be “Search Engine Optimization” and a vague explanation was offered about how people would find what we write more often if we went with “North” instead of “Northeast”. What that really meant was the PI couldn’t spend any ad revenue to get the Google and the Bing to float our particular brand of Snickers to the surface of the pool. I know, I know – if this is an issue anyone cares about, why and to what end? Well, let’s just say I’m getting ready to take a whack at that moss taking over my lawn.

I see the occasional numbers of who reads what we put up on this blog. So I’m well aware of where we reside in the local media metaverse. I’ll respectfully steal a much better synopsis from the always theft-worthy Luke Burbank who delightfully refers to his “tens of listeners” still clued into his essential Seattle podcast. Meaning, I expect if you’ve read through this, you’re a pretty rare individual indeed. You’re our pitchfork army. To you I pledge that I will not refer to this part of the world as North Seattle any longer. Not that I ever did. Hell, I’ve got nothing against North Seattle. I just have absolutely no phreaking idea where that is. I’m saying the time has come to stand up, paint our pale shirtless torsos and yell “I live in Northeast Seattle. This miscategorization without representation will not stand. Or something to that general effect.”

Unless, of course, someone who works at the PI actually reads this and pulls the plug. Carpe diem, o’ handful of dear readers. Rock on with your bad self.